Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

heard

ruthless and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would

never doubted Hugh’s

of someone with such nobility

seemed to make sense if he was the legendary Hugh

would a person like

you’ve noticed that I am the one watching you from

Bar.”

as if he’d

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same danger coming from

I’m certain your motive isn’t

had already

was exploring the escape routes

in her

idea.

standing before him was too

wasn’t such a bad

what Hugh Croft wanted from

person

sudden question caught her

no idea

already exposed

You should have felt the sense

had already exposed her, there was no point in her

could have her investigated with a

what do you want, Mr.

an agreement with

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

familiar to

for people with Omega type blood in

sudden. Let

was definitely her

good–looking, powerful,

every rose has

freely and spend the rest of her life with someone who cared for her. She

in love, being with someone

high risk of her losing her life by the

she should just forget

you leave me

of silence enveloped both of

and in a

a loss for words on how she should

number, perhaps? Or

thinking that Jane might not understand his

not come easily out of his

were not many people with whom Hugh would

one

was like an

time he set

imprinted on

smell of her drove

was because they had

the

it was the wound that had frozen their heart that

“Okay!”

gave both her number and WeChat ID to

was not that she did

The reason was simple.

if she kept it

to dig

never liked pointless

scanned through

user

The Simpsons family of five as

had a full mark

display picture was a

nothing

proposal, I’ll think about it. Give me

distance from this dangerous person as

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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